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I call these trousers my Magic Pants, because twice in a row I have worn them to work at an event of some kind and shoved cash in the pockets, only to conjure from thin air the forgotten bills days or even weeks later. The shirt is old and silky-soft, and will probably start falling apart the fifth time I wear it. And the shoes! They are the shoes I have been looking for since ninth grade. They're the shoes I wish I had worn to my first high school dance. Soft suede, ankle straps, solid heel and a tiny little peek of a peep at the toe. I will wear them until the day they go all Silver Hornet on me. Sadly, they're second-hand and the name is completely rubbed off the inside, otherwise I would tell you and we could all devote ourselves to tracking them down in every single color ever made.Best of all, I was lucky enough to wear this here outfit to the A Détacher Fall 2012 show at Pier 59 Studios on Sunday night. As happy as I was to have a standing ticket, I was pretty dang excited when I nabbed a front row seat once all us rabble were allowed to file in and fill in any empty spots. I felt a liiittle bit conspicuous snapping away with my clunky SLR whose shutter goes off like a demented robotic baby bird, but if I've gotten even one decent shot of the fiery red-orange tights in those taupe and tangerine wood soled platforms, it'll have been more than worth it. Thank you Caitlin once again for inviting me, you made my day and my (Fashion) week!
I was a bit of a humbug about Fashion's Night Out this year, since it's always felt to me like a mix of all the worst parts of Halloween and New Years combined with, uh, shopping that I can't afford to do. But this year I made the wise decision to stay in Brooklyn and meet up with some extra fancy friends, new and old. It felt pretty frickin' fantastic (and surreal) to be strutting around town in a pack with none other than Ashley, Emily, Hannah and Frankie, even if some dude did refer to us disparagingly as a "five person lookbook". Oh Billyburg, don't ever change.
(photo swiped from Fancy Fine!)
Every year as winter approaches, I begin to feel like all the color is slowly being sucked out of the world. We've been lucky with the weather lately, but I know there will be weeks when we don't see a clear sky, no sun, no blue. Just a flat grey underbelly as far as the eye can see.A "fashion forecast"? The coming Spring will be a season chock-a-block with cornflower, vermilion, citrus and goldenrod. Now, however, is a time to find the perfect pair of black oxfords and the perfect pair of brown oxfords, the perfect pair of brown boots and the perfect pair of black boots, the perfect white sweater, the perfect grey sweater, the perfect black sweater. It's true that layering is a lot easier when you're working with a whittled down palette--being adventurous is so much more complicated in the cold. If it were up to me though, I would have a winter coat in every color of the rainbow. And a nice tartan plaid for good measure.(images via Dansk, nicolas cage vampire teeth, Dansk, Old Baltimore, Dansk)
Hands down, my favorite collection shown at NY Fashion Week so far is Honor. Spring 2011 happens to be the debut of this line, designed by Giovanna Randall, and I'm absolutely mad for the colors, the cuts, the prints, the soft make-up (by NARS, another fave), the hair...everything! I'm really excited to see what the future holds for this line, and I hope I get to see some of this stuff in person one of these days! Check out Dossier for a sweet write-up of the presentation, as well as a few more photos.
(Photos via Paper Magazine, Dossier, and Talking Makeup)
Just a few of the amazing photos from fashion week by Tommy Ton for style.com. Mr. Jak & Jil is easily my favorite street style photographer out there these days. His eye for detail makes my heart melt.
